"So it seemed that a human had been rather injured by a knife and as his, uh, uh, blood. Yes, I think that's what they call it. As he drained away, he said "Take me to a doc-!" No doubt he intended to say "doctor", but he was unable to complete his thought, you see, being as he had died. So, taking him at his final word, we dragged his body to the waterfront, whereupon the seagulls fed upon it"